The God of War Who Protects the Nation: Starting with Saving a Mother and Daughter in Distress

Upon hearing Gongsun Yun say that he had a way to get rid of Qin An, the other generals immediately became interested and stared at him.

"Brother, do you have any good ideas? As long as we can get rid of that corrupt official Qin An, everything will be fine."

"That's right, that bastard killed many of my brothers. He must die no matter what."

"We'll stop at nothing to get rid of him."

"..."

Everyone spoke enthusiastically, determined to get rid of Qin An no matter what, to vent their hatred.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Gongsun Yun didn't keep them in suspense and truthfully revealed all his thoughts.

"Qin An achieved fame at a young age and had numerous military exploits. He spent most of his time stationed in the military camp and stayed away from women. He seemed to have a firm will, but what man in this world can be without feelings and desires?"

"Having spent so long in the military, fighting every day, he must be feeling bored and restless! We can devise a plan using a beautiful woman!"

Upon hearing the words "beauty trap," the entire tent fell silent. Everyone's eyes lit up, and they nodded in agreement.

They now have a fairly good understanding of Qin An's situation, knowing that although this man is very powerful, he is not very old.

Everyone here has been through it all, so they naturally understand that a man of that age is in the prime of his life.

If you use your femininity to seduce someone, they are very likely to fall for it.

"The honey trap is great! If it succeeds, we can get rid of that villain Qin An and relieve our worries. Even if it fails, the price we pay won't be too high."

"That's right, let's do it. If we can't beat him head-on, we'll resort to underhanded tactics. I don't believe a mere kid can control his desires."

After several discussions and refinements, the team finalized the overall plan.

……

That afternoon, the autumn wind was bleak, and the wilderness was desolate.

The rural villages dozens of miles outside Yun Chui City, which were originally peaceful and prosperous places where villagers lived a normal life, were suddenly shrouded in a storm of killing.

A small group of a few hundred rebel soldiers, dressed in haphazard armor and wielding knives, stormed into the village, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities.

These soldiers were already notorious bandits in the army, with violent and unscrupulous natures. After receiving military orders, they became even more unrestrained and committed atrocities.

Flames shot into the sky, thick smoke billowed, houses were set ablaze, thatched huts collapsed with a crash, and sparks swept across the fields.

The streets and alleys were filled with the sounds of crying and wailing, so mournful and tragic that they shattered the tranquility of autumn.

Innocent villagers scattered and fled, kneeling and begging for mercy, but could not escape the fate of being slaughtered and plundered.

Young and strong men were killed without cause, their blood splattering in the streets; the elderly, women, and children were driven away, bullied, and humiliated; and all their money, food, and clothing were looted from their homes.

What is most appalling is that these rioting soldiers specifically abducted young women and women and children from villages, treating them like spoils of war, roughly binding and dragging them at will, without paying any attention to the women's cries and pleas.

Hundreds of women, their clothes disheveled, hair in disarray, and faces streaked with tears, were bound together with ropes and led as the rebels stumbled and staggered toward the mountains.

Some women, unable to bear the humiliation, attempted suicide in protest, only to be killed on the spot by the soldiers. Their bodies lay in the muddy yellow earth, their blood staining the ground in a horrifying sight.

In just one hour, several peaceful villages were turned into a living hell, with corpses strewn everywhere, smoke billowing, and cries filling the air. The devastation revealed the cruelest and bloodiest truth of the chaotic world.

In peaceful times, people can live and work in peace and contentment, with no worries about food and clothing.

In times of chaos and conflict, the most suffering and innocent are always the ordinary people at the bottom of society.

Human life is as worthless as grass, and people have no say in their own lives. Dignity, life, and home are all crushed by the flames of war, making them so insignificant as to be not worth mentioning.

At that time, Qin An was leading his troops to patrol the open fields outside the city, scouting the movements of the remaining rebel forces in the surrounding area, and looking for an opportunity to break through the city.

He could see thick smoke billowing from distant villages and flames shooting into the sky. The mournful cries of the dying echoed on the autumn wind. His brows furrowed suddenly, and a fierce rage ignited in his eyes.

"The village ahead has been attacked! Soldiers are massacring the villagers!"

Qin An spoke in a deep, cold voice, his murderous aura suddenly rising around him.

In chaotic times, wars rage on, with each side fighting for its own master, a common occurrence for military strategists.

They can slaughter the innocent, rob women and children, and harm the people. They are despicable, immoral, and utterly devoid of conscience!

"All troops, follow me to the rescue! Suppress the rebels and liberate the people!"

At a command, Qin An spurred his horse on, took the lead, and galloped off at full speed, wielding his halberd.

Hundreds of armored cavalry followed closely behind, their hooves thundering and dust billowing as they galloped toward the suffering village.

In a short while, the government troops' iron cavalry had already arrived outside the village.

The horrific scene that greeted their eyes filled the soldiers with rage and fury.

Corpses littered the ground, scorched earth stretched as far as the eye could see, flames still raged, and heart-wrenching cries filled the air. The kidnapped and bound women trembled, tears streaming down their faces.

The rebel soldiers who committed violence laughed wildly, acted arrogantly and domineeringly, and their behavior was extremely despicable.

"Thieves are courting death!"

Qin An roared furiously, and without further hesitation, he wielded his halberd and charged into the enemy ranks!

The divine weapon was unsheathed, its halberd gleaming, and a chilling aura of slaughter swept across the entire arena.

This group of rebels was just a hastily assembled motley crew, with weak fighting strength and no chance of being defeated. How could they possibly withstand Qin An's unparalleled fighting prowess?

The halberd swept across the battlefield, its powerful force whistling and its momentum shattering mountains and rivers. With each strike, several soldiers were decapitated and fell to the ground with a thud.

The sounds of metal clashing and screams of agony rose and fell.

In a short time, hundreds of rebel stragglers who had committed atrocities were all killed, and not one escaped.

Peace was finally restored to the blood-soaked village, leaving only smoke rising from the sky and devastation scattered everywhere.

The rescued women, seeing all the evil soldiers executed, suddenly broke down in their tense state of mind. Unable to hold back any longer, they collapsed to the ground, burying their faces in their hands and weeping bitterly. Their cries were so sorrowful and desperate that they evoked pity in the hearts of all who heard them.

Most of them were ordinary rural women and farm wives who had never experienced such a tragic disaster. Their homes were destroyed, their relatives perished, they were homeless and helpless, and their hearts were filled with endless fear and confusion.

Qin An reined in his horse and stopped. Looking at the group of women in front of him, dressed in rags, with tears streaming down their faces and trembling, he frowned slightly and felt a bit troubled.

He led his troops into battle, marching and conquering cities. Military affairs were busy and the war was urgent. The military camp was a place of killing and war, and it was always strictly forbidden for female relatives to enter the camp. This was an ironclad rule in the army and a major taboo for military strategists.

But looking at this group of weak women who had nothing and suffered all kinds of bullying, if they were left unattended, in the chaotic world and with war everywhere, they would be homeless and helpless, and within a few days, they would either die at the hands of soldiers and bandits.

They either starve or freeze to death in the wilderness, ultimately unable to escape death.

Just as Qin An was pondering and caught in a dilemma, a woman with a robust build, a calm face, and a slightly older appearance, wiped away her tears, suppressed her fear, and slowly stepped out of the crowd to kneel gracefully before Qin An.

"This humble woman, Gu, thanks the general for his righteous act of saving our lives!"

Her voice was calm and earnest. Despite the ordeal she had endured, she showed none of the panic or timidity that is common among women. Her demeanor was measured and her expression was composed, far exceeding that of ordinary people.

After kneeling and bowing, Aunt Gu looked up and stared directly at Qin An with earnest eyes.

"General, we are all local villagers. Our homes have been destroyed, our relatives have been killed, we have nowhere to go, and we are all alone! Now we are adrift in this chaotic world, with no relatives or friends to turn to. If you let us go like this, we will surely die!"

"We ask for neither wealth nor preferential treatment; we only beg the general to have mercy and take in us poor souls! We are capable of all the menial tasks, laundry, cooking, feeding the horses, and cleaning!"

"If the general does not despise us, we are willing to serve as maids, servants, concubines, and slaves, dedicating our lives to serving the soldiers in the army. We only ask for a full meal and a place to stay, to barely survive! We beg the general to have mercy on us!"